claudine's thoughts

ive been scared of blank pages...but now they fill me with joy...ha!this screwed up insomniac feeling joy?...in a million years, yes.

emptiness...i am an empty being...i speak too much...but in reality, i am nothing...believe me...wait, dont...im a big fat*ssed liar, i am.

i hate feeling this way...so helpless...i wanna break free from the chains that entangle me to a life long service to...you.

but what i hate most is not the fact im enslaved...not the feeling of entrapment...

what i hate most is me...

i can easily get away from all this sh*t...but i choose not to...

coz its the only way i could be with you.

i want you d*mn much.